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The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1887-05-27
FAErACEEs ABOUT Foop.

l. That there is any nutriment i'll sect tea
made from extracts. There is none what
ever. 2. That gelatinc is nutritious. 1t will
not keep a cat alive. Beef tea and gela-
tine, however, possess a certain reparative
power, we know not what. 8. That an
egg is equal to a pound of meat, and that
every sick person can eat eggs. Many, es-
pecially those of nervous or bilious tenn
peraments, cannot eat them, and to such
eggs are injurious. A.. That, because milk
is an important article of food, it must he
forced upon a patient. Food that a per-
son cannot endure vi i'll not cure. ). That
arrow-root is nutritious. 1t is simply
starch and water, useful as a
restorative, quickly prepared. 6.
That cheese is injurious in all eases. 1t
IS, as a rule, contra-indicated, being
usually indigestible, but it is concentrated
nutriment, and a waste repairer, and often
craved. 7. That the cravings Of a patient
are whims, and should be denied. The
stomach often needs, Graves for, and d.
gests articles not laid down in any dietary.
Such are, for example, fruit, pickles, jam,
cake, ham or bacon with fat, cheese but
ter and milk. s. That an infexible diet
may be marked put which shall apply to
every case. Choice of a given list of arti-
Giles a~llowable-in q given case must be de-
cided by the opinion Of The stomach.
The stomach is right, and theory wrong,
and the judgment admits no appeal. A
diet which would keep a healthy man
healthy might kill a sick man; and a diet
sufficient to sustain a sick man would not
keep a well man alive. Increased guam
tity of food, especially of liquids, does not
mean increased nutriment, rather decrease
since the digestion is overtaxed and weak
ened. Strive to give the food in as con-
centrated 4 form as possible. Consult the
patients stomach in preference to his
taste. and if the stomach rejects a certain
article do not force i~t.-JournaE Of Recon-
structi0R.
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and often full holidays are given to them,
while male clerks equally idle are kept at
the desk. The almost myariable ge~ntleness
and Difference with which the women are
treated is resulting in more general polite
ness in men toward men, and perhaps the
Identification Of business Offices, 50 notable
and general now, is partly a result Of this
softening and polishing process. In
some establishments the serious mis-
take is made Of curtaining or par
titioning the women apart from the
men. This surrounds the women with pri-
vacy and mystery, and is not good for
them or the men. The main benefits de-
rived from the juxtaposition of the
sexes are lost in this way. But all this
will wear away and vanish, just as the
large modicum Of business men who would
not have a woman in their Offices five
years ago appears to have gone from the
ken Of advancing feminity, root, stock and
branch.-JuJjan Ralph, in ~ 7. Star.
The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1887-05-27
oLDEN-TIME vENDUE.

In the early part of the present century,
there lived near Bottle Hill (now the beau
tiful village of Madison), Morris county,
an eccentric but very estimable Methodist
local preacher, Rev. John Hancock, who
combined the cultivation of fine farm, of
which he was the owner, with the dis
charge OF his ministerial duties. Among
other peeuliarities, he had a propensity for
framing his prayers, and occasionally Il
sermon, in rhyme. In 1928 he published
the following advertisement in a Morris
own paper, and also by hand bills:
yENDUE,
If God permit, the undersigned viii
Expose for sale not far from Bottle Hill,
March the third, eighteen hundred and
twenty-eight.
At 10 O'Clock (for l weuld be too latel
Hogsheads, small wheels, pals and tubs:
Two n spokes and forty wagon hubs;
some fax, some wool that's black. some
white,
With articles to tedious TO recite;
One hundred bushels of potatoes, too,
The Foxite kind, as good as ever grew;
one new. wen finished, woodspring chair,
And one but little, or no worse, for wear:
one barrel Of good rum, without abuse,
And six of cider. nit TO common use;
oats by the hundred bushel or retail,
Can now or hence be had at private sale;
Two thousand brooms, made in various ways.
Arc now Tor sale, on The last mentioned days;
one ton Of my first quality hay,
Akin for fragrance TO the flowers OF May;
Ten hams, as good as Jersey need afford,
And tit TO set before an English lord;
Eight quarters Of good beef, still fed. not old,
As good as any that's in common sold;
Five scant halfaacre lots of turf-that's good,
Near where Ben IIoyt parsues his livelihood;
Ii Joins the road that leads TO Morristown,
To Columbia village of renown;
Three stocks of boards. less or more,
seasoned and suited for a kitchen floor,
Three cows, {no calves,) ? horses. but no hogs,
One dozen sheep ana a half-a-dozen dogs.
February y. ISIS. j. HANCOCK.
Propitiogs Heavens. prevent and save, lest
should sell my soul for earthly vanity,
Almighty God to Thee by faith l fee,
Through Him who BLEED TO save a wFuteh like
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THE PRESIDENTS ANCESTORS.

The President was born a Jerseyman by
chance. He came near being q son of the
Old Dominion, the family moving from
Portsmouth to New Jersey only Il few
months before he saw the light. Anne
Neal, the Presidents mother, was a South
ern girl, descended of an old New England
family which settled around Braintree in
1910. The Rev. Richard Cleveland, the
Presidents father, had preached the first
year after his marriage in Windham, Conn.
His wife persuaded him to accept a call in
the south, as she did not like the bleak
north. What the future of the President
would have been had he grownto maturity
in Virginia, none but those who can look
over the shoulders of the gods know. The
study of the Cleveland family reveals what
is interesting in nearly all American fami-
lies, which is that in a few generations it
has become very widespread. There is
hardly q State in the Union where the
President could not find people not very
remotely related to him. Like the English
drum-beat, the family goes wherever the
country goes, and he and his charming wife
could make a .ans-continental tour and
sleep and eat with his cousins and uncles
all the time. All the Clevelands in this
country descended from Moses Cleveland, a
carpenter from Ispwich, Suffolk county,
England, who came to this country with
his master workman about 1884 and settled
in Wobum, Mass. The usual pedigree of
the President goes back only to the Rev.
Aaron Cleveland, a somewhat noted man,
who died in Benjamin Franklin's house
1857. But he was q great grandson of
Moses. All along the line there are large
families. Moses had eleven children, all
named after Bible characters, His son
Aaron had nine similarly named. Henry
Neale, the Presidents first ancestor in this
country on his mothers side, had twenty
one children, and was SO proud Of the fact
that he directed his sons to inscribe it suit
ably on his tombstone. Aaron was a
favorite name and there is hardly a branch
of the family that has not an Aaron or
Moses.-N. y. San.
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.ou bought of us last night and forgot t

you bought Of us last night and forgot to
pay for"
Mrs. Biggard muttered something-no-
body could exactly tell what it was, but
the changes of her complexion would have
reminded one of the proverbial "'dying
dolphin" as she drew out her purse and
deposited a crumpled s. bill in Mary Hays
quietly extended palm.
Ell confess I've been neglectful," said
she. 81 'spose | ought to hev attended to
it before"
81 think you ought indeed" was Miss
Hays calm reply.
Il didn't knows you cared nothin' for
them ounces" muttered Mrs. Biggard,
''or I wouldn't hey touched EN-, not on no
account
''You might at least have paid us the
compliment of asking u.s." said Mary
CURLY.
And she put the S. bill in the little blue
ribboned collection basket" which was
in Miss Zerulah Biggard's especial care.
Mr.. Mildmay walked home with her that
evening. She did not tell him the story
of the ounces, to her credit be it spoken.
Mary Hay was not one to strike a fallen
enemy. And perhaps she and Mr.. Mild
may had pleasanter topics of conversation
than any faults and failings of Mrs. Big
gard.
But Honest Luke Larrabec was by no
means so r%eticent. He related the little
incident of the moonlight raid on the
ounce orchard high and low.
'tAnd them Biggards is always a qnotin'
Scripter texts" said he. "And the old
lady sings hymns the loudest of any one in
the church, and Zerulah settin' her cap at
the young minister. I'd just like to see
her face when she hears that Mr.. Mildmay
and Mary Hay is to be married in the
spring"
But if you want to shut mp the oldlady's
mouth any time all you've got to do is to
ask her for her recipe for putin up
ounces! "-Neao England Farmer.
The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1887-05-27
RHYMES OF We OLDEN TIME.
Fry, Try, ickery, on
Phillisy ,phollisy, Nicholas John,
Quever, quaver, English knaver,
S~triOoutum gtrnOpuIum SfroVpr bucl

Efy, ny, lckefy on
Phillisy, phollisy, Nicholas John,
Quever. quaver, English knaver.
~Stringulum, ~strangulum, strover buck.
a foolish little jingle l know:
1t ripples along the tide of the years,
And sitting tonight in the f%relight's glow
1t brings tony heartthe smiles and the tears.
Smiles for the dear ones, courageous and
Who carved ont theirlives with triumph and
skill,
And tears for those in the low, messy graves,
In the city of silence upon the hill.
1t swings back and forth with musical chime
Like the low notes Of an old-fashioned tune
Bringing sweet thoughts of "ye dear olden
time
AS fresh as the breezes of early June.
l can see them out in the schoolyard green
The rollicking, frolicking girls and boys,
Watching the umpire with dignified mien,
flushing IA moment their riot and noise.
Backward and forward in slow, measured
time.
We anxiously watched for the turn of luck,
Luckless the chap ut the end of the line
On whom fell the ''strangulum, stroyer
buck"
There was one stout lad with soft fiaXen hair
lie was never marked for beauty, l know
| see him now In the old easy chair,
" with stray locks that are whitened
with snow.
And what are we o but children grown tail
Watching each day for the slow strokes of
luck
The hand of Dame Fortune rises and falls,
As she marks the losers with''s!royerbuck.'
1t is only Il iingic-a foolish rhyme
But it leads us back, through the frost and
snow,
TO the glad, sweet days OF We olden time,
When onr lives were smooth as the brook
lets flow.
And so "cry, Try, ickery, on
Wen sing it again with "Nicholas john
Until school is dismissed and the shadows fall
And We turn to the home awaiting us all
Mary H.. Beers, IN Chicago Ne1os.
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A PROBLEM.

fit were possible to read hearts alright,
straight to the very core, would VIC love the
world better than we do now or would we
fly from it as did Timon of Athens. It is
problem that l cannot solve.
Long ago some kindly singer wrote:
"If every pain and care we feel
Were written on the brow,
How many a hand would pause to heal
That only wounds Us now
And years ago, too, witty Fanny Fern
in quoting it said:
"Pshaw. Write your brow with any
thing but your troubles"
Which was right9 1 don't know
never shall. The mystery of this world is
It's great discomfort. You really know no
one, To judge by expression is your first
delusion, until you discover that some
people have no expression whatever. They
smile or they frown as they please.
What can you do after this9 Judge by
manner. Why the hatefulest things that
ever have been said to me were said with
the sharks grin of society. The b~itterest
pills have been handed to me in gilt paper,
with a bow. Can you say what You feel
to one who takes such care that you shall
not be able to base your feeling on aay
tangible thing? No. indeed, yen can't
allow yourself TO feel. Perhaps yen are
doing an injustice. That wasn't a scratch
It was a velvet paw. The pill which pre-
tends TO be a sugar-plum must be called
one as it is swallowed.
Shall we be suspicious. and call good
people rascals or IDIOTS ? Or trust all, only
TO be deceived ? Sally leaves '1the nice
spoken gentleman who comes from India,
and went to school with master-to write
a note to him in the parlor, " and he goes
off with the hats.
Bridget watches the ''old deceiver''
who comes next "aud keeps him chilling
in the v~estibule," and he proves to be
'smaster's friend"
After that, judge by appearances will
you? Absurd.
Such a cruel, cold world, and people
starving TO death, and yet how much char
ity there is Such a thankless werld, and
yet there is gratitude that brings tears to
our eyes. A tickle world, dead to truth
love and constancy, You say sometimes,
and then pause and blush with shame, for
OH the true and tender lovers you have
known-the fond parents, the affectionate
children.
1t is SO bad, and yet SO good-this world
of ours. If we could only utter blank
truths, veil nothing, show I'll our hearts,
all our lives, would it be better for us9 |
only ask the question. I never hope to
answer it. 1t is but a masked bali to me.
l don't know many of the dancers under
their DISCUSSES. The FOOLS cap and bells
may crown a sage, or the king may take his
crown off and prove a lackey. When
you have pulled away one mask that was
all purity, and have found Satan's face
beneath, you are apt to doubt. But it is
o~nlydoubting: you are never sure. You
may cruelty misjudge this one, and fool
ishly trust another, and If You don't want
more enemies than you can master, you
must ask no questions. You'll never know
the world.
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TO THE DAISY.

On messy banks beneath the trees
TIL violet loves to dwell:
II casts its scents on every breeze
That sweeps its native dell.
The Woodland smiles with primrose flowers
When April paints the scene;
Soon bluebells haunt the selfsane bowers,
And orchids blush between.
The honeysuckle's sweet perfume
Revives the sultry air,
When songsters throng the forest gloom,
And warblc everywhere.
But You, sweet daisy, need no shade
To clothe your sunny form:
You dwell moi in the leafy shade,
But breast the rising storm.
Where other flowers would droop and die,
You deck the grassy sod
And upward glance with golden eye
TO meet the gaze of God.
Waiter Kn0pt0n Le1oiS.
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MARY.S OUNCES.

$50 you won't give us nothin' for the
subscription" said Mrs. Biggard, folding
her mittened hands SIMULTANEOUSLY upon
her lap. Remember, Mary Hay, he who
giveth to the poor lendeth to the Lord"
Eyes, l know, Mrs. Biggard," said Mary
Hay, with the color coming and going on
her cheek, while IL sense of the ridiculous
strove within her against a meek conscious
ness of the solemnity of the words just
quoted; t'but the farm hasn't done as well
this year as we expected it to do, and uii-
til all the outstanding debts are paid
think it would be scarcely just to indulge
myself in the luxry of subscribing to the
Fund for Evangelizing the Eboe In
dians.'
Mrs. Biggard clasped the little red mo-
rocco subscription book with a clicking
sound.
.'Humph!' said she. ''Why don't you
say at once that you'd rather spend your
money in navy blue silk gowns and tlashy
bonnets?"
Mary Redeemed to the roots of her hair.
''Perhaps you are not aware, Mrs. Big
! gard said she, THAT the navy blue dress
was mothers old one, dyed over at home,
aunt in Springfield"
"All very we'll to talk" sputtered Mrs.
Biggard, shaking out her m~ultitudinous
hounces. "But l know that Mr.. Mildmay
iii lno ,nnorf,l1 1,sa ,ntipfaI Ja av-
poets somethin' besides empty talk from
| the ladies of the flock.'-
Once more the roseate color snffused
Mary's cheek.
"My duty is my duty" said she, ''and
cannot swerve from it to please any one
| not even Mr.. Mildmay."
And the amiable Mrs. Biggard went
| straight to the rec tory and told Mr.. Mild
may 'that Mary Hay said she warn't
agoin' to subscribe to the fund to please
Mr.. Mildmay nor any one else"
The rector listened in silence, but he was
conscious of a pang of inward annoyance.
He had scarcely expected so curt a mes
sage from Mary Hay. i'll whose dove like
! black eyes he hac so often read the light
of sympathy, whose downcast head had re-
minded him of the beautiful ''Mater Dolo-
rosa"
$50 different from my Ruey, now, amt
she?" said Mrs. Biggard. "Why Ruey,
she's fairly walked through the soles of a
pair o. boots a solicitin' subscriptions for
the fund. There never was nobody so de-
vout as she is. And she wants to know
nv Ruey does-whether SHE and Almiry
shan't come over to the rectory an put up
the parlor curtains for you this afternoon.
''Thank you'll said Mr.. Mildmay, with
something of an embarrassed air; ''but l
| dare say that Bridget will do very well. |
wouldn't trouble Miss Zerulah, and"
ooh, it won't be no trouble at ALL" said
Mrs. Biggard.
And off she went to give the needful
directions to Zerulah and Almira, her two
lean, middle-aged daughters.
81 do feel such a motherly sympathy for
a bachelor clergyman said she. There
amt no more helpless creetur on the face
of the earth.'
While Mary Hay, busy at her work IN
the farm house kitchen, was puzzling her
brains to think OF some possible or impos-
The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1887-05-27

Why, two years ago | was just about
crazy, and no wonder that my wife and
children were afraid Of me. You just want
to suffer with neuralgia with no relief as !
did until l used Sulphur Bitters. They
cured me. and now my wife says | am as
meek as a lamb.-Lobest Daris, Ameriean
House, Boston.
The Monitor. [volume] (Woodstown, N.J.) 1884-1892, 1887-05-27

All kinds of crockery and Qucensware.
We are selling lots Of goods OF this kind
now tina we've room TO show them at our
old stand at The corner. -E. Il. Hum
dhreys & Co.
The times., 1887-12-09
Genius seldom Seeks Advice.

In my whole literary experience,
never received but one manuscript from
a young lady which cvinced sufficient
genius to justify me in urging her to at
tempt literature as q profession and means
of support. She possessed q heaven born
gift, and without my advice the force of
her genius would have compelled her to
write.
Ibelieve more strongly each day live
that true genius or great ability seldom
seeks advice. 1t only seeks an outlet.
The artesian spring has to be bored and
its course directed. The natural spring
forces its own way through earth and
rock. The woman who does not feel that
she has thoughts and expressions within
her strong enough to force their way
through every obstacle and to compel the
world to listen can never hope for marked
success in literature. If she feels that
unconquerable impulse towards creation
which is divine in its source and power,
she will not ask to be shown the way out
Of the loan into the light. Success may
be long in coming, but she will win it at
last without being led into it.-Ella
Wheeler Wilcox.
The times., 1887-12-09
The Meaning of america"

The meaning of the name Amerigo has
often been discussed, tho only thing GER
tain being that it is one of those names Of
Teutonic origin, like Humberto, Alfonso,
Grimaldi, or Garibaldi, so common in
northern Italy, which testify to the Gothic
or Lombard conquest. Americ, which
occurs as early as 744 A. d., is probably
a contracted form of the name Amalaric,
borne by king of the Visigoths, who
died in 531. A Bishop Enrich was present
at the Council of Salisbury in S07, and
an Americus Balistarius is mentioned in
the Close Rolls Thirteenth century,. 1t
has been conjectured that the stem is i'm,
from which we get the name of Emma.
The meaning Of this is not known with
certainty, though Ferguson thinks it may
denote ''strife" or ''nOise." Since, how
ever, the name is probably of Gothic
origin, and since the Amalungs were the
royal race of the Ostragoths, it is more
likely that the stem is ANAL, which was
formerly thought to mean ''without
spot" but is now more plausibly con-
nected with the old Morse ami, ''labor, :"
work" The suffix ric, cognatc with
rex, reich and rick, means rich or
powerful, and therefore the most prob
able Specification of Amerigo is strong
for labor. Isaac Taylor in Notes and
Queries
The times., 1887-12-09
Yiolinist Remenyi,s WAYS.

During his tour through the country
several years ago Remenyi played at
Whitewater, and while there was invited
to the residence of T. d. Weeks, prom
inent citizen of Whitewater. He took
with him his famous Cremona violin,
which he carefully deposited on sofa in
the parlor. Shortly afterward several
young ladies who were there to meet the
great violinist went into the parlor, and
removing the violin from the sofa stood
it up in one corner of the room. When
Remenyi entered the room again he
noticed his violin on the floor; he seized
it and exclaimed, ''My princess on the
hoor!' and then he turned to the aston
ished misses and scolded them roundly
for putting his ''princess" on the floor.
There was present at the same time a
pianist who had joined Remenyi in this
city, and who travelled with him during
the balance of his tour. Whitewater was
the first place where the new pianist
played and on this occasion he sat down
to the piano and gave an exhibition of
his playing. When he had finished
Remenyi was 80 delighted that he went
up to the performer and embraced him in
the most effusive manner, repeating this
performance every time he played
Evening Wisconsin.
The times., 1887-12-09
a strange Phenomenon.

There is q strange phenomenon con-
nected with tho Upper Red river. have
several times been stranded by low water
in the Upper Red, say 500 miles below
the source, lying with a steamboat for
weeks awaiting rain and rise. Without
any rain in the vicinity of where the boat
was 1 have seen the river como up twenty
feet or more in one night. / figure out
the phenomenon in this way: The sources
of the Red river arc in the Liano Estacado
of New Mexico, and the rains falling upon
these great plains pour down into the
head waters Of the river, and the water
comes rushing down many hundreds of
miles, where there have been no rains for
weeks, and thus result in the. unlocked
for swell in the water. Globe Democrat.
The times., 1887-12-09
Suggestion. to Collegiate Orators.

The perplexity of students in the selec-
tion of a theme is frequently shown in n
desire to be original. But if to be original
implies that tho writer is to select q
theme that no one has hitherto chosen,
then originality in this sense is scarcely
possible. Again, if in the treatment or
development of the theme it is to be pre-
sented by means of ideas that have not
occurred to others, then, also, originality
in this sense is scarcely possible. Origi-
nality may be attained in the way of
putting thought, in the selection of
thoughts, and in their arrangements.
Such is one Of the meanings of compost
ton. In this view a student may very
properly place the thoughts of others,
whether written or spoken, under contri-
button. It is plagiarism. when writer
takes bodily the thought and words of
another and gives them as his own. 1t is
also plagiarism when writer, even il he
changes the mode of expression, adopts
the development of subject from an
other and gives this as his own. College
Journal.
The times., 1887-12-09
Monarch of American peak..

"The highest mountain in America"
must now be changed from Mount st.
Elias to Mount Wrangle, little to the
north. Several of these mountains have
been newly measured. Mount Hood,
once "roughly" estimated at 1900 feet,
then "closely" at 10000, was brought
down by triangulation to $4,000; an
aneroid barometer made it $4,000 and o
mercurial barometer 1885. Mount st.
Elias, estimated by D'Agelot to be IL, ,672
feet, is triangulated by Mr.. Baker to 19,-
500. 1t now appears that Mount Wrangle,
lying to the north, rises IS, 400 feet above
Copper river, which is in turn 1000 feet
above the sea at that point. II this holds
true, Mount Wrangle is at least !, 200 feet
higher than any other peak in North
America. 1t lies within the United States
boundary. Salt Lake Tribune.